When I was a kid I used to think adults had some sort of secret knowledge. My Dad never seemed to feel shy. My Mother never seemed to be at a loss for words. My teachers might be boring but they never seemed scared. Adults knew how to fix cars, get a mortgage, start a business, while in comparison everything I did seemed tentative, half-assed, silly. I wondered … [Read more...]

After I meditate I always bow my forehead to the floor three times, saying, "I take refuge in the Buddha. I take refuge in the Dharma. I take refuge in the Sangha." (For a short while last year, just after returning from a Goenka Vipassana retreat, I said Dhamma instead of Dharma, because Goenka's all about Dhamma and the old-timey ways. But I went back to Dharma because that's … [Read more...]